Chapter 204: The Savage Woman
Chapter 204: Unruly Woman
Qingfeng Taoist Priest, this is a person's name. When Ye Xiaochuan heard these four words, he immediately felt strange in his heart, because his master, Zui Daoren, was Qingfeng Taoist Priest.
More than three hundred years ago, a Qingfeng sword swept across the world, making countless evil demons terrified. Zui Daoren was a nickname given to him by a busybody because of his alcoholism. Although few people call him Qingfeng Taoist Priest now, Ye Xiaochuan still knows that his master is Qingfeng Taoist Priest.
He looked at the kind-hearted Yang Dashan in front of him with some surprise, frowned and said: "Do you know my master? My master has rarely gone out in the past hundred years. How do you know him?"
When Yang Dashan heard that Ye Xiaochuan, the young man, was really the disciple of Qingfeng Taoist Priest, he immediately showed a respectful and ecstatic look.
He said excitedly: "How could I have known the respected master, Senior Qingfeng? It's just that my Yang family's ancestor met Senior Qingfeng once. Senior Qingfeng saved my ancestor's life. His portrait is still enshrined in my family."
Ye Xiaochuan didn't expect that his master had such a relationship with the Yang family in Hanyang hundreds of years ago. He thought to himself that he couldn't open his mouth to cheat the great man Yang.
Yang Shijiu was also terrified when she heard it. She had heard her father say many times that the ancestor of the Yang family was once a boatman on the Yangtze River. He didn't have three acres of good land at home. It can be said that he was poor.
Once the boat capsized on the Yangtze River, thanks to a young Taoist who rescued him and brought him ashore. After asking, he learned that the Taoist's name was Qingfeng, and he was an immortal from the Cangyun Sect in Shuzhong.
Yang Shijiu didn't expect that this little immortal Ye who was floating naked on the Yangtze River was actually a disciple of Taoist Qingfeng!
Ye Xiaochuan didn't think too much, he said: "I'm a little surprised, since you don't know my master, how do you know my master as soon as you hear my name?"
Mr. Yang was overjoyed to see the disciple of his savior, and said: "I just learned about this recently. Didn't you hold the immortal test in Cangyun Sect a while ago? The young master also won the third place. This matter has already spread all over the world. I am an old acquaintance of Master Xuanhui, the abbess of Jishi Temple. More than ten nuns from Jishi Temple also went to Cangyun Sect to watch the ceremony. I privately inquired about Senior Qingfeng. It was from the nun of Jishi Temple that I learned the name of the young master. Senior Qingfeng has a successor, and the young master's immortal method is unparalleled, which is admirable!"
Ye Xiaochuan suddenly realized.
Almost all the well-known sects in the righteous way sent their disciples and elders to watch the Cangyun battle. Langya Mountain is only more than a thousand miles away from Cangyun Sect, which is a close neighbor in the world of cultivation, so it is natural that it will not lag behind.
He did not expect that his reputation had already spread among the people. He immediately grinned and kept saying that the old man was too kind and that he was unworthy of it.
But there was no trace of unworthy on his face? He had a completely wretched expression as if he was the best in the world.
Mr. Yang was in tears, and kept praising Mr. Qingfeng for his successors and Ye Xiaochuan for his handsome appearance. He flattered him one by one, and how could Ye Xiaochuan, who was so young, bear it? He was so proud that he wanted to give the whole nanmu to Mr. Yang for free.
Yang Shijiu was beside him, and his eyes began to sparkle again. He wanted to seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to worship Ye Xiaochuan as his teacher.
Unexpectedly, at this time, a dozen young men in black clothes came down from Langya Mountain, landed on the road north of Jishi Temple, and then walked towards this side.
The people of Langya Xianzong were well-informed. As soon as a young man arrived with golden nanmu, the people of Langya Xianzong on the mountain had already received the news.
Seeing these dozen young people coming, the workers who were building the temple immediately stopped their work. It was obvious that the people of Langya Xianzong had come to cause trouble recently.
Originally, this matter should be negotiated with Jishi Temple, because a hundred years ago, Jishi Temple promised the people of Langya Xianzong that it would only maintain the existing scale and at most renovate the original houses and temples, and would not easily build new temples.
However, the leader of Langya Xianzong personally came to talk to Master Xuanhui last time. Master Xuanhui said innocently that the new temple was built because she cured the strange disease of the only son of Yang Dashanren, so Yang Dashanren spent a lot of money to donate a Medicine Buddha Hall. You see, the Buddha Hall is not built in Jishi Temple, but in the north of Jishi Temple, and has nothing to do with our Jishi Temple.
Master Xuanhui is unreasonable. She can't be smashed or beaten. Anyway, she won't stop the construction of the temple.
The implication is that if you people of Langya Xianzong want to stop the construction of the temple, go to Yang Dashanren yourself. If Yang Dashanren gives up himself, it would be the best. If some people in the Xianzong bully others and bully weak mortals, then Xiao'an can't sit idly by.
The leader of Langya Xianzong, Ouyang, really has no way to deal with Master Xuanhui, so he has to trouble Yang Dashanren recently.
Mr. Yang thought he was not afraid of his shadow. He had nineteen daughters, nineteen! He finally gave birth to a son in his later years, but he got a strange disease. He saw that there was no one to inherit his wealth. As a result, good news came from heaven. Xuanhui Shennv of Jishi Temple cured the child's strange disease.
He promised to build a temple for Jishi Temple, so he had to build it. He was already old, and he would die. He couldn't go back on his word to the Buddha, right?
So, he dealt with the Langya Immortal Sect under pressure.
The Langya Immortal Sect was a righteous sect, so it was easy for them to deal with a mortal merchant.
But I didn't expect that Mr. Yang Dashan would not accept this trick at all, and the people of Langya Immortal Sect did not dare to use violence. The old nun Xuanhui said that if he dared to coerce and lure Mr. Yang Dashan, Ji Shi'an would not give up.
There has been a stalemate for several months, and now the nanmu is being delivered. It is estimated that it will take less than ten days. The beams will be lifted up, and the rest is painting.
When Yang Dashan saw the people from Langya Immortal Sect coming again, he looked at the sky and saw that it was already dusk, so he told the craftsmen to call it a day and come back tomorrow morning.
Hundreds of civilian craftsmen dispersed in a hurry, and no one wanted to stay in this place for another quarter of an hour.
A girl with big eyes in blue clothes and two big pigtails walked up to Yang Dashan and said: "Yang Laocai, you are not giving face to our Langya Immortal Sect. I discussed it with you so loudly before. , do you think I, Ouyang Caiyu, am joking with you? I came with thousands of troops today. You should consider the consequences yourself! You are a mortal, and mortals should just farm the land and interfere with the affairs of the cultivating immortals. What are you doing? Your hair is turning white. It would be bad if you die in a bad way. "
Yang Dashan had a bitter look on his face and hurriedly held up his hands to apologize, but how could Yang Jiu endure such a violent temper? When he saw that the girl in blue was actually cursing and threatening her father to die a good death, he immediately became angry.
She said angrily: "Ouyang Caiyu, what are you doing! Don't think that your Langya Immortal Sect can bully people at will. Let me tell you, our Yang family has established this temple! If you have the guts, release your flying sword and kill him now." Got me!"